Takes some sexy photos, but...

Lauren entered. Setting her purse down by the door she started undressing. She stripped down to her underwear, then paused. She never normally took off her special underwear in public, even in the privacy of a changing booth. She knew she didn't have to worry about anyone barging in. This was a professional establishment, after all. Very upscale. Still, she just felt so exposed without her special underwear!

Taking a breath to steady herself, she slid her spanx down, then her panties. After one more breath, she unclipped her bra. She caught the two large, floppy gel inserts before they fell. She held her falsies, her breasts for all intents and purposes. She held them over her chest, always unwilling to look at the reality of her body unless she absolutely had to.

Grasping her lingerie, she slipped the black lace bra over her inserts. Buckling it in the back, she sighed with relief. Now she looked right! Then, she slipped on the panties. Ooh, this was a cute outfit! She turned to the mirror. Not bad. Maybe Vanessa was on to something.

Lauren bent and scooped her phone out of her bag Raising it up, she carefully took over 20 photos. Lauren was a selfie expert. Camera overhead, hips back, chest thrust forward, legs apart to appear to have the 'thigh gap. She normally wouldn't take a picture without her Spanx, but from the angle and her by sucking in, she looked pretty much perfect.

Finally, after ten minutes she took the right photo. Sending her sassy, seductive face with her heaving bra and bare limbs, she sent the photo to Mark.

Here's a reminder of what your missing out on, loser! She wrote. You're never getting all THIS again!

Finished, Lauren put her phone in her bag. She leaned over her piled of clothes to get dressed...

but, it wasn't there. She felt confusion, and the beginning of panic. Suddenly, the familiar hands of her sister darted under the raised changing booth door, snatching her purse away!

Outside the booth, Vanessa hurried away. She now had Lauren's phone, clothes and purse! She'd have to get home in lingerie! That had to violate the decency clause! She would soon be a millionaire! She rushed out of the store, and jumped into Lauren's limo.

"Where is miss Lauren?" The driver asked.

"Oh, she said she was going to be all day." Vanessa lied. "She told me to ride home, and she'd call for you later."

The driver shrugged and headed off, leaving Lauren stranded in lingerie!

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